Beiming and the corner of his mouth smoked: "are they all for me?"

Gong Mo Yi nodded: "well, let's find a quiet place, I'll give you a good diagnosis. Some drugs may not be needed. We will take them according to the situation. I'm just in case, so all the categories are ready. "

Beiming and Mo feel that they have dug a hole for themselves.

He silently felt the two movie tickets in his pocket, lifted the box into the trunk and said, "OK, let's find a place first."

They went to a high-end cafe and sat down in a quiet corner.

Beiming and Mo asked Gong Mo Yi, "Xiao Yi, what do you want to drink?"

"Latte." Palace Mo Yi way: "do not add sugar."

Then he said, "you can't drink coffee, you can drink milk, hot milk."

Beiming and Mo

He couldn't help it. In the strange eyes of the shop assistant, he ordered hot milk for himself.

Waiting for the meal, Gong Mo Yi can't wait to diagnose Beiming and mo.

Beiming and Mo can only stretch out their hands and see the girl in front of her with a dignified and serious face, and only feel that the heartbeat is accelerating unconsciously.

Every time she is serious, her face becomes serious, but she doesn't know why there are no dimples when she is smiling. When she is serious, she has a pair of shallow dimples on her cheek.

Therefore, it makes her more lovely.

His eyes lingered on Gong Mo Yi's face for a while, as if afraid of her detection, so he dropped down and looked at his wrist.

There, her white fingers were gently falling on it, and her fingertips were cooler and softer than his wrist.

Beiming and ink lips can not help but slightly raised.

Gong Mo Yi but did not find these small details, she diagnosed for a while, did not see too much strange, completely can not think of Beiming and ink pulse how can feel uncomfortable.

She has opened a lot of small stoves with Lin Shujuan. She thinks that her medical skills have been greatly improved, but she is really not today.

She raised her eyes, gazed at the North Sea and ink, and asked, "how often do you have symptoms? Give me a specific description of the severity of each time. In addition -- "

she quickly turned her head and looked around, lowered her voice to get close to Beiming and ink noodles and said," it's the excretion. Do you have diarrhea or constipation? How often do you defecate? Have you ever observed the color? "

Beiming and Mo are because of her close and blood gushing, heard Gong Mo Yi such a problem, immediately, a breath hold in the chest, can not go down.

Gong Mo Yi is very academic, she said seriously: "with Mo, you are the face is thin, you have to tell me, I can judge! After all, we can't sample... "

Beiming and Mo pressed Gong Mo Yi's hand and shook her head.

What sampling? How can he do such a job as a girl?!

And just as it happened, the waiter came and served them coffee and milk, smiling at their pressed hands: "two, please use it slowly."

Gong Mo Yi some embarrassment, quickly draw back the hand.

Beiming and Mo feel the palm is empty, some lost.

"I don't think I should ask this question at this time." Gong Mo Yi Wu sighed: "then we finish you talk."

Beiming and Mo have no way, he can only say: "all normal, is every half a month will hurt once, only pain, other no symptoms."

Gong Mo Yi blinked.

She again to the North Sea and ink to the pulse, and then secluded way: "I know why."

"Why?" Beiming and Mo Wen.

"Because you have a heart attack." Miyamoi road.

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